Since that was the case, it would be fine as long as those people did not come to provoke him again, but if they insisted on courting trouble…
If Rong Xingyu had a tail, it would probably be wagging right now, like a little fox borrowing a tiger's might.
Ding Yixin's gaze deepened as he watched him like this.
Rong Xingyu was still imagining how impressive it would feel to strut around boldly with Ding Yixin backing him up.
He put his hands on his hips as he walked with swagger.
Then he suddenly realized that if he walked sideways like that, wouldn't he look like a crab?
The thought amused him and he could not help letting out a soft laugh.
Only then did he realize that his wrist had once again been caught by Ding Yixin and pressed against the bed.
Rong Xingyu: "???"
He blinked a few times and silently asking Ding Yixin what was going on.
Ding Yixin answered by placing a kiss on Rong Xingyu's collarbone.
Gradually, the atmosphere between them began to shift.
